One Night of Indulgence

The person was clearly startled and turned around, causing Jing Wang to be shocked himself. In his entire life, he had never seen someone so dark, so ugly. He didn’t want to look a second time.

Disgustedly turning away, he waved his hand. “I’ve mistaken you. You can go.”

Shan Xiaoya frowned, looking Jing Wang up and down. His attire suggested he wasn’t an ordinary person, and he seemed somewhat familiar. For a moment, she couldn’t recall where she had seen him before.

His guards suddenly approached, standing behind him. Then she remembered – he was the one who had saved her in front of Zhao Yeqing. It was better to avoid trouble. She nodded at him and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Jing Wang caught a whiff of a delicate feminine fragrance – light and memorable, a scent he had once known on her. He quickly looked around. Apart from the ugly person who just left, no one else had passed by.

This fragrance – he could never mistake or forget it…

Catching a glimpse of her snow-white neck, his heart stirred. It was indeed her. He quickened his steps, caught her arm, and declared, “I know it’s you.”

King Jing looked at Shan Xiaoya’s resolute expression, sighed and hesitated. “Ah! Since that’s the case, take this.” He took out a golden token from his chest and handed it to Shan Xiaoya. Shan Xiaoya curiously accepted the token, examining it front and back. It was entirely golden, with a ‘Ling’ character carved on both sides, written in a powerful, dynamic style…

Shan Xiaoya looked up in confusion. “King Jing, you…”

“This is a token bestowed by the previous emperor. With it, you can freely enter the imperial palace. I’m giving it to you, hoping you’ll stay safe.”

Shan Xiaoya looked at King Jing in disbelief, secretly blaming herself for misjudging his intentions. She declined, “No! King Jing, this gift is too precious. We have no relationship; how can I accept such a significant gift? Please take it back!” She held the token with both hands, extending it back to King Jing.

King Jing did not take the token, his face turning from slightly red to dark. For the first time, he genuinely wanted to give something to someone, yet they did not appreciate it. How could he bear this?

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